BE MY GIRLFRIEND PLEASE
The ugly genius

The POV chaiden :

My mother was beautiful and not smart, married to my father who was a scientist, who was famous for their intelligence, only my father was not good enough to be with my mother.

But the mother accepts the father as he is, not a few also say the mother married the father just because of property. Of course it's all not true because from what I see mom really cares and loves you.

I am the only child of the Givenhen family so my father has high hopes for me to continue the same career as him. It's just that when I entered high school I realized that my talent was on something else, so I decided to take a social major that was the opposite of my father's career.

To be honest, lately I've been very interested in the law, but still my genetics always lean more in me. The proof, despite being in the social department, my chemistry grades remained first at Einstein & Roberts High School.

My people say it's a papa's jeep, the ugly genius. Well I don't deny the hell, I actually imitated father completely without taking the slightest look from my mother.

weight that is below average, with a height of about 183 cm makes me in the category of tall. my not-so-good-looking face makes me rarely glimpsed by any girl unless they know who my parents are, or if they know my last name.

From the beginning, there was one girl who caught my attention.

Narina...

She's the prettiest girl I've ever met and I'm more surprised to find out she's friendly even with the first person I met.

And so to me, she greeted me with a warm smile of hers when she first entered this school. I who was quite introverted at that time was very happy to get such treatment and wanted to be closer to him.

But even after the following days I did not have enough courage to greet him first, and just watched him from a distance. Seeing his habit, I found him several times with 2 other girls sneaking into the theater room, and once I also sneaked with them.

Watching it from behind and hoping if maybe someday I can observe it right next to me.

Over time somehow he rarely smiled and always looked aloof even at the change of class and lunch hour.

When I was 11th class I was so happy to be in the same class as him. I kept wondering if I could get closer to him. I continued to be around him but it seemed that he was not aware of my existence either and if he returned my gaze he would divert it as if looking at a stranger.

After a month in 11th grade I decided to express my feelings to her, with a ring from my mother's jewelry stand, and my mother even helped me pick it. But I was rejected too, well I was not handsome enough to be with him that was the beginning in my mind. But I was wrong that his rejection was based on status and wealth.

flashback to :

"So, take it" I said to narin, I want to get closer to narin, I don't like when the flies approach narin and even go beyond the limits that make narin uncomfortable. But when that happened I could only be quiet and not help Narin because of me...

It's nobody...

So I decided this time that I would be a 'whoever' to Narin. Maybe I've gone crazy or even let this liking take hold of me.

So that my sanity has also been covered with this stupidity. I would even be willing if Narin accepted me just to use me. I have no problem with that, Narin is free to use me as he pleases, as long as I become a 'whoever' for him.

This atmosphere fit perfectly, expressing feelings behind the school grounds with a beautiful ring of mother choice, after Narin said yes, we would go to the Chinese restaurant I had booked before. Perfect this is all so perfect if it works that I can't think of its failure.

"You know? I hate the rich, especially the rich like you"

"I don't understand what makes you think or even dare to do this, but it's obvious you're being rejected" he said.

"I don't know you, don't like you and even now I hate you. So go there"

And even Narin says he hates me...

Did I make a big mistake? I keep wondering to myself. Until Narin went away even I still kept thinking, and invited him to be close friends only.

Huft was the fact that I was rejected, I better cancel the reservation. I didn't think so far and just thought about the next step.

I left the back yard of the school and headed home, willing to take the ring couldn't because my hand wasn't small enough to take it.

There was a bit of regret from me for expressing this feeling so quickly. I don't know why this rejection makes my love for arin even greater. I'm just trying to apologize tomorrow and ask him to be good friends.

But the next day I still could not invite him to talk and he also seemed to avoid my gaze.

I should how?

flashback off's.

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"Young master Chaiden... Is it true that you expressed this feeling to Arin?" chirped a bright brown-haired teenager while touching the chest of the chaiden as if he could hear the contents of the chaiden heart from there.

Chaiden who received the question was really surprised and stuffed the young man's mouth as if hinting to be silent and not to be heard by others. But late, some friends who heard it in unison gathered at the chaiden table and seriously waited for his answer.

"Yes, rejected" answered the short-lived chaiden to overcome the curiosity of some of his friends.

"Yeah... What is the lack of this rich young master?" asked one of his friends as if they did not accept the fact that the 'rejected' chaiden was reciprocated with a nod of approval from the association.

"Yes what a lack of yes"

"Weight?" chirp one of his friends again, and replied with a laugh that resounded in the classroom that was slightly dewy because of the cold morning wind.

Their laughter suddenly came to a halt upon the arrival of the figure of arin who entered the classroom. Arin, who entered the classroom with a flat face and a sharp eye, went straight to her seat in the back and fell asleep.

Not long after, though,

“Hei” said arin flat make residents of the class reflex turn to the source of the sound.

Chaiden, who was nervous, could not turn to the source of the voice, and kept asking questions in his heart, what happened to Arin?